She wanted to be the canvas and write down all her memories to edge her story in lines and shading, in music and dragons, in voices and different stories. She wanted to be the drawings of her own experiences. She wanted herself to be a piece of art and to create on others artworks. That was her dream but nobody listened to her. They thought she was insane and that she’d never go on. They judged her because of what she believed in.
She was scared like always during her life. She thought nobody will listen to her, but she didn’t want to give in. she had to decide if she’d sink or swim. Will everything be worth?
I hope she’ll find her own way in life; I hope she’ll create her own path and she’ll rewrite history. I only ask her to believe in herself and not to worry about other people’s opinions – she’s the one who has to do what she likes whether that is or isn’t according to what others approve.
Carry on, blackbird; don’t let your dreams fade. Don’t ever give in, my angel soul…
written on 08/03/2010
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